Текст песни The Next Best Thing - The Ditty Bops

Here today
Gone tomorrow
Thinking ahead to the next best thing
Living against the grain of the here and now
We never learn
We never let ourselves
Why don't we travel with the wind
And pretend that the branches are waving
Why don't we let ourselves unwind
'Til our hearts begin to sing
Like the kite at the end of its string
We're not sure what this is or why it's here
But we're glad it is
Turn your back and sure enough that thing is gone
For good
Why don't we travel with the wind
And pretend that the branches are waving
Why don't we let ourselves unwind
'Til our hearts begin to sing
Like the kite at the end of its string
Here today
Gone tomorrow
Thinking ahead to the next best thing